Ink on Paper
I write for the intensity
My emotions in pen
My fears looking back at me
My lapse of rationality
My escape
I write for freedom
For the ability to scream silently
To love passionately
To weep without tears
I write for closure
About the girl who loved
About the boy who broke her heart
About the lost opportunities
About the mistake of trust
I write because the words speak
Like a scream within silence
Like hidden smile revealed
Like a voice to the broken
The words on the page are more than just ink on paper
The yearn to be understood like a riddle in ink
As I yearn to be understood and to understand